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Attended the Los Angeles premiere of A Scanner Darkly on Thursday. Saw Roman Coppola. Sat across the aisle from Keanu.

An entertainer whose name I cannot mention due to a non-disclosure agreement threw a hissy fit when his personal assistant, a member of our party, attempted to leave work despite ample notice, delaying our trek to the screening venue for about 30 minutes.

Once in the car, [name withheld] continued fuming at [name withheld] over the phone. She called him a few unprintable words and threatened to quit and expose his "cerebral abnormalities."

I'm heading down to Los Angeles today for the Los Angeles Film Festival. It's not Bonnaroo, but it's air-conditioned. I've scheduled 10 film screenings over the next six days with the possibility of two or three more.

A few Telcoboxers, Rory and I are seeing Superman Returns at Grauman's Chinese in Hollywood on Friday at 7:15 pm. Feel free to join us.

Also: I want to go to Boston in August, partly for a Sox game and SummerSlam, and partly to finally clinch a Southwest Rapid Reward. Anyone willing to let me crash at their place?

The second issue of Wholphin includes Steven Soderbergh's intense sci-fi homage to Godard. The Japanese "Bewitched" re-scripted by Daniel Handler [Lemony Snicket] and writers of the Daily Show. And a special moment with Andy Richter.

But the highlight of McSweeney's' sophomore "DVD magazine of unseen films" has to be The 40 Year-Old Virgin producer Andrew Jay Cohen's exclusive short American Storage.

The short follows an employee of a storage facility who finds a man living in one of the units and stars:

A feature-length expansion, set for release in 2007, will follow a man trying to turn around a failing storage facility by leasing out units as low-rent apartments on the Internet to random people. Aaron and Abe, perhaps?

Surely there must be a way to access an Olympic-size swimming pool without paying unreasonable gym fees. I don't want to do cardio, I don't want to lift weights; I just want to swim laps.

I haven't been able to swim in over a year, during which time I've exercised by running. Problem is, I hate running, I hate sweating, I sweat heavily and I'm allergic to antiperspirants, an ailment I discovered after slathering Degree on my face as a teenager.

When I get a job, my first luxury purchase will be an aquatic center. I'll recoup some of the cost with memberships, invitation-only though to ensure that I never have to share a lane.

MTV2's All That Rocks show just might overtake Spike TV's Video Game Awards as the awards show that most screams "parent desperately trying to be cool."

"All That Rocks" is the first show of its kind to recognize the emerging "Do It Yourself" generation obsessed with technology and pop culture with an attitude influenced only by what rocks their world.

"All That Rocks" gives the MTV2 viewers an opportunity to truly take their 'DIY' attitude to another level.

"Enter to win an RV for a week" read the placard on my table at Fresh Choice.

One whole week!

Reminded me of when Ray and Yolanda won a one-year lease on two Mercedes-Benzes this past season on The Amazing Race.

If you're gonna offer a car and then fuckin' ask for it back, don't offer a car to begin with!

Stingy sponsors… The Price Is Right gives away two cars a day!

I stumbled upon this news brief from 2004:

Among the roles [Ricky] Gervais has turned down are English butler Higgins in George Clooney's remake of 80s TV program Magnum PI, a part alongside Al Pacino in The Merchant Of Venice, a role in the upcoming Pirates Of The Caribbean sequel, and a cameo in TV drama 24. [source]

The producers of 24 probably had "doomed Bauer accomplice" in mind, but I'd like to believe they courted him for the role of Audrey's husband.

Seeing Kiefer Sutherland torture Ricky Gervais with the power cord of a lamp would've made season four completely worthwhile.

Marvel vs. DC
"We'll examine each match-up and then we will compare and contrast who the readers voted for with who would really win each bout."

a PhD candidate in engineering
a PhD candidate in music
a PhD candidate in math
a PhD candidate in anthropology
a PhD candidate in teaching
a Harvard econ major soon to be Wharton graduate student

"Some company you keep," I told Kathy.

The anthropology PhD was a white dude who spoke fluent Chinese in several dialects. He spent a few minutes chatting with my parents in Mandarin about his ability to play multiple instruments while I headed to the Rite Aid across the street for some Levitra.

Kathy's friends reminded me a lot of my friends in high school. I've since lost touch with most of them, but I know that, for example, Nadia is currently a PhD candidate in computer science at Princeton.

Sometimes I wonder how I wound up in the circle I did.

The engineering PhD hailed from Calgary. I've only met two Calgarians in my life  Robbie and the PhD. Are they all charmingly jocular?

Reads more like a Joy Division lyric than a fortune, but I suppose it's fitting.

Despite never having met either of them before, my father's cousin and her daughter were both surprised that I smiled in the group photos we shot.

[pause]

Yesterday, I mentioned that my father's cousin handpicked a wallet for me embossed with gold mermaids. Turns out she had gold mermaids custom-embossed on the wallet.

J-Ram and I:so currently we have a pool going about how many posts in which you're going to mention jj reddick getting arrested
i called 3we?me, the [WankerCounty] guysa pool? really?no
i made it upi see
so it's just youyeah
sure